Isaiah Rashad - R.I.P. Kevin Miller lyrics

It's The House

Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money

Alright, now if I die today
Bitch my legacy is straight
I'm the best they never
Heard, I'm your brother, just relate
I need diamond teeth, livin' like it's 1998
Like when Percy was the king
Back when Juvie was the great
Bitch this doobie is the bait
Patton taught me how to pimp
Like one day you here, then gone
That's why Chad was downin' shrimp
I've been ridin' out
Since I thought my Huffy was the shit
Chattanooga pool of sharks
Don't you slip and lose a limb
Slow it down, we losin' 'em
I've been on the booze again
Shit, that sober livin' Hell
Free Guwop if he in jail
Nigga taught me 'bout the
Scale, it was vivid, i was there
I was on my first offense
I hope they gon' give me bail
Screamin' mothafuck a 12
Bitches ain't shit
Cops ain't neither, they huntin' my people
Codeine I'm back, leanin'
I cope with my demons
The best is not perfect, the
Rest is not worth it, wake up!

Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money

Hey bitch I'm back, quit the
Whinin', bring it back, oochie wally
This the set? It's that mothafuckin' bet
Who designed it?
This the one, how you make it out of Chat
Who can fly yah
I'm the prince, it was written in the book
Jeremiah
I got dreams, I got bitches, I got hooks
You can buy 'em fresh and clean
That Stankonia had me hooked as a child
Used to think my ambition was a scheme
I defy 'em
You can too, if you get up off your ass
Fucking try it i'm a slave
I'm just tryna make the top fall off
On the whip, like a cannon
Lollipop on y'all
Xanny ho get me high, make me feel so tall
I'm tryna keep my mental ground and
So I feel for y'all
I swear my eyes be bloody red
But bitch I feel amazing
And this is not a confrontation
That's an understatement
See this is runnin' in your house
And where your momma staying
You spending doja on some
Pussy, you ain't concentratin'
Just wake up!

Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money
Y'all live for bitches and blunts
We live for weed and money